thirty-one. (Y/N)

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"Oh shit, don't look now but guess who's at the other booth." Niall yelled at me making me quickly turn around to lock eyes with my ex-girlfriend, "Shit Harry, I told you not to look." 

  "Why is she here?" I spat as she looked at me and kissed the man who had his arm around her. 

  "Fucking bitch," Louis narrowed his eyes and another round of shots came to the table, "She definetly sucked someone to get into VIP." 

  "And my money is on that loser next to her," Liam says, passing the shots around to the lads. 

  "Seriously, who wears a fedora to the club?" a girl's voice comes in, we all turn to her. She smiles showing her pearly whites, "I'm (Y/N)." 

(Y/N) was attractive, she wore a red halter top that exposed her cleavage and jeans that outlined her fine ass. 

  "Lets give them a show, shall we?" She grabbed my hand and placed them on her waist and led her into the middle of the dance floor, my ex and her loser boy had a perfect view of us. 

I watched as (Y/N) turned around and began to grind on me, my hands trailed up her body, tracing her beautiful curves. She turned around and smirked, she was so beautiful, who is this girl? 

 My eyes her locked on her cleavage, watching it bounce every time she danced. Her hoop earrings made her a thousands times more attractive. I don't know what overcame me, I wrapped my hand around her cheek and pulled her close, our lips inches apart. 

  "What are you waiting for?" She smirked making me chuckle and I closed the gap between us. Her taste was sweet, she was an amazing kisser. We pulled apart and her lips found my neck, she kissed my neck up and down. My hands were wrapped around her ass, this girl is a dream

  "My place or yours?" She breathed, her beautiful eyes looked up at me. 

I looked passed her and saw that my ex was furious, "I think she got the point." 

 "Huh?" She was confused and turned around, "Oh." 

 "Yeah," I say,  wanting her lips pressed to mine again. 

 "I'm such an idiot," She sighed, pushing past me and getting lost in the crowd. Shit

I walked back to the table, "Harry! Holy shit who is that girl?" 

 "Where did she go?" Liam questioned, looking passed me only to be disappointed. 

 "She was such a babe," Niall drooled, "We saw everything." 

 "What happened to her?" Louis asked as I took my shot from the tray. 

 "She asked if we were going back to my place or hers," I stupidly say, "And I just froze. I didn't know what to do and then she realized that Lori was staring at us and she left." 

 "You blew your chances with the hottest girl because of Lori?!" Niall yelled, "What the fuck?!" 

 "She was so perfect, her face, her lips, her taste, yo I'm stupid," I sadly say, "We need another round of shots." 

 "Her name is (Y/N)," Liam said, "Maybe she hasn't left the club yet." 

 "The VIP area isn't that big either," Louis said and the other lads agreed. 

 "Lets go find (Y/N)!" I screamed and the boys began to whoop. 


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